Inside she knew she was being transformed, getting ready to go.But... ... go where?Then she heard a wonderful sound! It was peaceful!Familiar ... bea...tiful!Her ears shut out the diner’s noise and focused on the lovely sound.Why was the dining room changing colors?How could she be looking up at a blue, summer, midday sky? It was the middle night in a terrible blizzard!But... She listened... ... and the sound began to come clearer.Warmth????Where did this beautiful warm air come from? “Oh, I’m. She was still quite large – size 16 and her tits remained at 38EE, and would go through the same ritual every day. After her shower she would come back into the bedroom and get dressed. First it would be her suspender belt then she would carefully fasten a nylon stocking to a suspender strap then she would pull on a nice matching pair of knickers and finally she would face me to cover her mountainous tits with her bra. When her show was finished she would sit at the dressing table to dry her. ” “I know what you mean I get so embarrassed when they start in on me. Sometimes I want to hit them with a club. Before now they would have taken it away from me and beat me with it. If we run into them be sure to keep a straight face and don’t bust out laughing. I’ll take care of them for you.” We walked slowly in the direction of her house. Suddenly two blocks from her place she stopped. “Oh crap there they are all four of them. They seem to manage to give me shit two or three times a. Does it hurt?’ ‘A little.’ He pulls back, lowers my ankles, and bends my knees under his arms. He climbs onto the table, and my knees fall to his hips. I lift them back up, lock my ankles around his waist. He enters me again. ‘I think I’m going to make you come now,’ he says. ‘You’re trembling and squeezing me so tight. I like how wet and warm you are today. You feel nice.’ ‘That word again.’ ‘You like it better when I say it.’ ‘I like you better in every way.’ ‘I like that you like me better.’.